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Through My Eyes you grew up in this sleepy town with a price upon your head no one gave it a second thought when they declared you chances dead through the years there's been damage done and now you're heart says the years have won don't give up, don't become their lies until you're seeing through my eyes my eyes it's the truth that i see my eyes see the tears that you bleed my eyes won't you try looking though my eyes you were all that i need in your world there's no place for dreams it's a grind to stay alive with no prayer for a saving grace or it's holy power to revive but that heart beating in your chest would feel better now if you confessed you still love though i'm not surprised if you could see you through my eyes and quietly she walks alone and takes the long way to her home in the hope that no one sees her there she hurries on her way sometimes she wants to be like them with golden hair and lots of friends sometimes she wants to hide away and never see the light of day again
Written by Paul
Bromwell and Elaine Diehl |